post party

my parents came up on thursday the 6th (my birthday). we went out to dinner and to a play. we saw the skin of our teeth by thorton wilder. the script was wonderful. very clever and smart. i disagreed, however, with the direction. everything was a bit frantic. oh well.

my camp-themed birthday party was friday night. i spent all day friday making ants-on-a-log and bug juice and chilling the beer. i had invited about 80 people, all told, but i'd say only maybe 20-25 people came. urg. 'course, i only told people about the party like 3 days before. but still. well, there was certainly no shortage of food or beer, considering. kinda nice to have leftovers, since i spent $100 on food and $200 on beer.

people drank and were merry. i even got to do a little bit of swing dancing with duncan, one of my housemates. ah duncan. he's what, 19? 20? he can cook, dance, sculpt... how i would love to have a fling with him.

ended up the evening falling asleep to a clockwork orange with rachel and duncan. spent saturday sleeping/cleaning up the house.

on saturday night, sarah and jennifer and i went dancing at shampoo. i'd been 3 times previous--first time with just sarah, and did much dancing with built, bare-chested men. second and third times it was gay night, but that meant lots of beautiful men with no shirts who were good dancers. on the third visit i even got to dance with one of them. he was lovely. i'd been watching him for awhile, and finally got up the courage to go over and compliment him on his dancing and ask if he'd dance with me. he was gracious enough to say yes. ahhhhh.... anyway, this last time wasn't terribly fun. only the outside and the small room upstairs were open, there weren't very many people there, the dj sucked, and the crowd seemed pretty conservative (considering they were at a dance club at all). whatever.

sunday i spent watching pete sampras beat patrick rafter in the wimboldon final, breaking the record for the most grand slam victories (13) and the most wimboldon victories (7). about 4:30, jen called wanting to get coffee. she laughed when i said i had to get out of my pajamas. i met her, then we went to fresh fields for a shopping trip. loads of fun. actually, pretty nice to have company at the grocery store.

this week is jared's last week as an employee. he's having surgery again next week, then will spend the rest of july and all of august recuperating. then, of course, he'll be back here come fall for the start of his grad school career.